An Omega For Sale Novels & Stories

‎I sighed, my shoulders slumping slightly. ‎“I’ll explain,” he continued before I could speak, his tone turning more serious again. “The reason we’re careful with Omegas…” ‎I listened closely as he spoke. ‎“Beta Benjamin once had a mate. She was an Omega….rogue, just like you. He marked her, claimed her.” ‎My fingers tightened slightly around the glass. ‎“But she was greedy,” he went on, his expression darkening. “She wanted power. And one day… another Alpha claimed her as his mate too.”

“Stop staring at me like that.” Suddenly, the curtain in front of him opened from the other side. Someone stepped forward and pulled the first omega on the line forward. A man, dressed in neat clothes stood on the raised platform, ahead of the crowd of men seated below him. He held a wooden gavel in one hand, and a paper in the other. The men seated, had tables arranged before them, with wine and bottles of sparkling water placed on the table. “My lords, Alphas, Lycans and noble men, welcome to the 60th omega auction.” Gareth, the man at the podium with the gavel, addressed the crowd.

I could feel the footsteps of the other omegas on sale walking as we stood in a straight line. “Welcome to the annual omega sale in the shadow pack,” the emcee spoke, his voice blaring through the speakers in the hall. “We gather here today to sell out these women who have come of age so you could give them the best life attainable.” He announced. I nearly rolled my eyes. That was definitely what they said when deep in their minds they knew what they were going to do with us when they eventually bought us. “So, we should get started. The first girl, Alana Pierce, please come forward.” He announced.

I just had to hold it in. The crowd was divided into small groups, seated in semi circles but I could feel them…hundreds of eyes, waiting. The spotlight made by skin feels hot, my wolf already seemed unbothered by the attention, but I wasn't. “I present to you all, our most prized possessions! The finale of the night. These three omegas are said to have different kinds of rare skills!” The auctioneer began. “The first omega is a healer. She can heal any kind of sickness and I guarantee it's a fine deal! And not to worry, it's tested.” He winked at the crowd, and I only frowned at his words.

“Back when omegas were sold by their families I mean. It worked out as much as it seems to now, and at least there wasn’t any ambiguity going in to the relationship. Sometimes omegas even had a say in who they were sold to, if they were lucky.” Rayan and Michael were struck dumb by Gail’s words. Surely omegas weren’t worse off now than they used to be! Sure, life for most omegas wasn’t easy by any standard, but wasn’t having some freedoms worth the trade off? Gail continued on with her story, telling them of what it was like to be sold to her husband and mate. Back then omegas were sold as young as sixteen, though most weren’t sold until they were at least eighteen. It was unheard of for an

an eager Alpha hollered out from the back, and several Alphas laughed, including the tall, slender Man. “You boys crack me up. All right, let's get back to the show. This next batch is just as beautiful as the last, hell, maybe even better. Once again, we have a virgin in this round, and it goes to the 17-year-old male Omega, who will be our first merchandise for sale this round. Please give it up for round 4,” The tall, slender man said as he waved his arm at the curtains, and they began to open.

the head warrior signaled, noticing that even one of his companions hesitated to attack me. Who would bother attacking a mere omega? Another warrior sighed and shook his head. "Omega..." He chuckled, looking me up and down. "What do you want to receive, Omega? A punch? Or a kick?" I didn't answer, I simply bowed. My action made it difficult for the warriors to harm me. To them, I was like a flimsy piece of paper that would fly away with a single blow. Nala remained hidden within the depths of my mind, unwilling to assist me.

someone called out in agreement and more voices joined. “Divorce your omega wife and you can marry your fated mate. The moon goddess has blessed you with a beta born as your mate! With her by your side, you will finally be stronger and we can win the war. The future of the pack is going to be safe!” Elder Zachary cheered.

all leading to zero. "Rose... Rose?" I was pulled from my thoughts as I heard his voice. The way he said my name... it sent involuntary shivers through my spine. "Yes?" "Why are you so silent? Okay, let me introduce myself properly. I am an Omega from a rogue pack. I come from a-" I cut him off saying, "I don't need your life story here. We have a problem on our hands." He looked at me confused, "What problem?" I sighed and leaned forward, bringing my face closer to his, "I don't have a mate, especially not an omega mate."

"I didn't mean... to disrespect you. I just want... money for my brother's treatment." He bit his lip to stifle a whine. "Please..." "Give me the watch," the seller demanded. "Else I'll make you regret it." The omega shakily touched his neck, feeling the scent blocker falling off. He looked around the shop, noting that the few customers were minding their business, ignoring what was being done to him. That was the reality of being an omega. "Give me the watch, omega." Simon's hands trembled as he tried to pull away, but the alpha pheromones were invading his senses, rooting him to the spot.